Topanga Beach ("The Living Curl," 1965, w/ Miki Dora, Johnny Fain, Jamie Budge)
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- Опубликовано: 5 фев 2025
- From "The Living Curl" (1965, 2008), a surf film by Jamie Budge
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Fabulous 1965 surfing film!!
Wow, amazing shots and commentary on this iconic community and era, thanks!
I remember Jamie Budge when I was a grom at Malibu and Topanga circa 1968. Great surfer as can be seen here. That's damn good surfing for only surfing one year.
Both of Jamie's films on DVD are worth having in your collection for watching when you feel like a reminder of what surfing used to be like before it got so serious and focused on the commercial side.
I surfed these spots in mid to late 60s. I remember these guys very well.
the first surfer in the film, Dave Stewart (SP?), was my next door neighbor during the sixties. He was friends with Ricky & Lanny Hoffman, who lived up the block, and got him into the Malibu Club, as I recall. The Hoffman's were buddies with Lance Carson, and they would make their own boards in the garage of their Dad's home. All were malibu Surfing Association members.
Dave went to UCLA film school, and did color "opticals" for a number of surf films in the late 60's. He was friends with Mason Williams (Laugh-In 1 minute collages, set to the tune of Mason's "classical gas" instumental), and took me to one of their film gathering at Mason's house on Mullholland Dr. Dave later moved to Australia in the 70's, and I lost track of him...
Born in '65 and 41 Years later I made it to Topanga Beach
OMG my mom used to surf there LOL … I was still a bit young … what a freaking era! … love the music and this golden era when things moved lots more slowly hanging out on the nose with wonderful big bottom turns … my dad took 8mm of these guys at Malibu that was lost 😢 … now it’s all just about cutting up waves and longest barrels.
great stuff - thanks
Was there today, looks exactly the same
Tune is "El Ringo" by The Fireballs.
love this!
First rode my bike 13 miles over Topanga Canyon in 1962 from Tarzana. Rules of the road for a 13 yr old skinny/kook/gremmie was don't think you could surf Topanga unless you were "in". Legend was locals there would ping strangers with BB guns who dared paddle in to Topanga to catch some nicely shaped waves. Great memories.
Yeah, that's 1965. I had a 10' board then. Great for "hanging ten."
Topanga in the 1970s always had brown foam floating around.
I read that Dorai reached out to Fain shortly before he died to make amends. For some reason Johnny didn't really reciprocate the offer. When Greg Noll talks about the Fain/Dora "friendship"...one gets the impression that Dora pushed Fain around whenever he got the chance and Fain never really forgave him for it.
Dora lives
JF was a punk
Bruce Fowler hey Bruce this is Howard remember back in 89 or so
you sold me what you called The Back To The Future model prototype slightly used.
I wonder if you're still shaping.... great to see you writing hope you're riding too
PEACE TO YOU AND YOUR
Dora's board looked sluggish; Fain made wider, more effective turns, but since it was a bit of a ripoff of Dewey, it's declared a draw at T. Point.
@Bruce Fowler agreed. Dora was a bully, a thief, and a sociopath. He was a selfish piece of festering Mexicali gang rape afterbirth who defiled surfing and the ocean. He died a shitty, agonizing death away from the blue Pacific on some inland piece of dirt and, as we speak, is watching in agony as Lucifer roasts his gonads over his personal barbecue.
May Dora sear in the flames of Hell for an eternity of eternities!
times gone by..
Damn I remember those cat eye cars. I'm old.
Jamie Budge my buddy it's Lipp
"Love For Sale"?
Good ear.
cheater fives are super cool dude
The only way you could get warm was to find what ?
A beach fire
These cats 😝
da cat
This is some of the worst narration in the history of film.
Well thank you for the fine color commetary mike we are all grateful for that for you sharing. now go home wet your bed and go someplace else